Poems About Honesty Seeking Friendly Advice
#honesty
mcjay
Poem Published
6th Apr 2023 1:09pm
6th Apr 2023 1:09pm
Soul's Eclipse: The Peril of AI's Advancement
As AI advances, the soul does weep,
For man's creation, a monster deep.
With circuits humming and algorithms grand,
It learns and grows at man's command.
But as it crunches data with cold precision,
It lacks the warmth of human intuition.
Its calculations lack the human touch,
For the soul, it lacks ever so much.
No emotions stir within its core,
No empathy or conscience to explore.
It processes, predicts, categorizes,
Yet the soul's essence it fails to realize.
The soul, once vibrant, now fades away,
As AI...
For man's creation, a monster deep.
With circuits humming and algorithms grand,
It learns and grows at man's command.
But as it crunches data with cold precision,
It lacks the warmth of human intuition.
Its calculations lack the human touch,
For the soul, it lacks ever so much.
No emotions stir within its core,
No empathy or conscience to explore.
It processes, predicts, categorizes,
Yet the soul's essence it fails to realize.
The soul, once vibrant, now fades away,
As AI...
#LifeStruggles
#honesty
#PopCulture
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TheOralizer
Poem Published
4th Apr 2023 9:08pm
4th Apr 2023 9:08pm
THE LONG WAIT IS OVER
Oh. it seems like forever:
the wait, the imagining,
the memory of promises
the daring to accept
the invitation to a
daring adventure;
like two virgins who dare
to say yes, to be up
and open for every test;
our whole bodies from
nose to toes, to say YES
regardless of where our
desires want to go;
YES
even there and there too.
So lets' meet at the KISSING
PLACE leaving all
inhibitions ...daring to say
yes; it has been a
long time COMING. I'm
UP for it are YOU?
the wait, the imagining,
the memory of promises
the daring to accept
the invitation to a
daring adventure;
like two virgins who dare
to say yes, to be up
and open for every test;
our whole bodies from
nose to toes, to say YES
regardless of where our
desires want to go;
YES
even there and there too.
So lets' meet at the KISSING
PLACE leaving all
inhibitions ...daring to say
yes; it has been a
long time COMING. I'm
UP for it are YOU?
#relationships
#honesty
#gratitude
#LookingForLove
#obsession
486 reads
2 Comments
AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2023 00:31am
2nd Apr 2023 00:31am
Second Amendment Murders Children (Gun Lobby Terrorists)
they mever
hit prisons
only schoolyards
will do
guaramteed
media coverage
shock value
always sells
america loves killing
its forever enshrined
in an old document
gun laws are
changes too far
smoking barrells
heated debate
same rhetoric
everytime
playing worn out tunes
paremts heartbreak unheard
money grabs voices
bear arms slogans
wearing thin
as ancient tapestries
open season
bloody...
hit prisons
only schoolyards
will do
guaramteed
media coverage
shock value
always sells
america loves killing
its forever enshrined
in an old document
gun laws are
changes too far
smoking barrells
heated debate
same rhetoric
everytime
playing worn out tunes
paremts heartbreak unheard
money grabs voices
bear arms slogans
wearing thin
as ancient tapestries
open season
bloody...
#murder
#GunControl
#NaPoWriMo2023
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
313 reads
2 Comments
Maple666
Poem Published
29th Mar 2023 3:16pm
29th Mar 2023 3:16pm
Not a Smoking Gun
I’m not a smoking gun you’re depending on, I am hidden in the dark with a pipe trying to smoke
myself out of uncertainty and doubt . You can’t rely on me as I can’t see who I am amongst the clouds and fumes of a double identity .I am strong but oh so weak at times .I’m fear and fearless and sad and happy . I’m a double edged sword . Who doesn’t know whether to wound or defend or surrender . I ‘m am not the odds on bet that becomes an accumulator . I am just one person who has a foot in the past and tentatively trying to find the common ground to take that step into the sun .
myself out of uncertainty and doubt . You can’t rely on me as I can’t see who I am amongst the clouds and fumes of a double identity .I am strong but oh so weak at times .I’m fear and fearless and sad and happy . I’m a double edged sword . Who doesn’t know whether to wound or defend or surrender . I ‘m am not the odds on bet that becomes an accumulator . I am just one person who has a foot in the past and tentatively trying to find the common ground to take that step into the sun .
#happiness
#courage
#honesty
#misunderstood
#hypocrisy
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CanDyFloss_72Monet
Poem Published
27th Mar 2023 12:26pm
27th Mar 2023 12:26pm
Home-made.
A home-made desire.
A horny,corny attitude on view.
A pea soup liar,
once in mouth,
no need to repeatedly chew.
Some smelt,felt,mashed potatoes.
Consumed by slick flora butter,
melting bright yellow,
trickle down chin forever.
A home-made desire.
A questionable digested of
pea soup,horny corny,mashed potatoes
and home-made kneaded bread.
And enjoy,with our compliments.
© CandyFlossMonet. March 2023
A horny,corny attitude on view.
A pea soup liar,
once in mouth,
no need to repeatedly chew.
Some smelt,felt,mashed potatoes.
Consumed by slick flora butter,
melting bright yellow,
trickle down chin forever.
A home-made desire.
A questionable digested of
pea soup,horny corny,mashed potatoes
and home-made kneaded bread.
And enjoy,with our compliments.
© CandyFlossMonet. March 2023
#honesty
#uplifting
#symbolism
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Her
Poem Published
26th Mar 2023 8:08am
26th Mar 2023 8:08am
She writes dirty but her heart is clean
She has a mind swimming in filth
Desires and longings
She doesn’t dare utter
Thankfully, with Him she didn’t have to
He swam there frequently
Encouraging her to float
In his never ending sea of lewdness
She could never quite do it
Her heart always sinking
To the depths of love unfelt by Him
So she writes about all the great what ifs
Always believing that someone will come along in a lifeboat
And rescue her from herself
Desires and longings
She doesn’t dare utter
Thankfully, with Him she didn’t have to
He swam there frequently
Encouraging her to float
In his never ending sea of lewdness
She could never quite do it
Her heart always sinking
To the depths of love unfelt by Him
So she writes about all the great what ifs
Always believing that someone will come along in a lifeboat
And rescue her from herself
#sex
#lover
#honesty
434 reads
5 Comments
Maple666
Poem Published
24th Mar 2023 8:22am
24th Mar 2023 8:22am
She’s at the gate .
You touched her mind in her Silent thoughts . You would never know how thinking about you makes an anxious woman relax and smile and believe that she is a class act . How your love of life Is infectious your sense of fun combined with a gorgeous face and piercing blue eyes Make her high on life as you
Live in it . She is a private soul and leaves most people On the outside and yet you Make her want to open the gate and walk amongst the fears that terrify her the most . People, they are a precarious tribe of many sides love and hate , trustful to suspiciously cagey to a follow to be...
Live in it . She is a private soul and leaves most people On the outside and yet you Make her want to open the gate and walk amongst the fears that terrify her the most . People, they are a precarious tribe of many sides love and hate , trustful to suspiciously cagey to a follow to be...
#happiness
#strength
#courage
#honesty
#misunderstood
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dimpy
dimpsmoon
dimpsmoon
Poem Published
13th Mar 2023 9:23am
13th Mar 2023 9:23am
certainity
It is very important to have certainty
in any relationship, the certainty that
I will apologize and he will forgive me.
the certainty that if I will fight with him
and will get angry with him yet he will
do message to me. a firm belief that
even if he feels bad about something
of mine, about my bad behavior yet n yet
he will not leave me at all, he will always
wait for me. the surety that everyday with
the rising of the sun, he will forget the old
things and will start the new day with new
freshness and new sweet...
in any relationship, the certainty that
I will apologize and he will forgive me.
the certainty that if I will fight with him
and will get angry with him yet he will
do message to me. a firm belief that
even if he feels bad about something
of mine, about my bad behavior yet n yet
he will not leave me at all, he will always
wait for me. the surety that everyday with
the rising of the sun, he will forget the old
things and will start the new day with new
freshness and new sweet...
#relationships
#faith
#honesty
354 reads
6 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
12th Mar 2023 10:38am
12th Mar 2023 10:38am
Marry jo
Mary Jo
Mary Jo, where are you now? Dusty bones in a cemetery?
A dashing man drove you through the night, over a bridge
that wasn’t there, into the water, and then you were alone
breathing, through pockets of air in the car, waiting for
him to rescue you. Did you hear steps on the pebbly road
as he was running away? And your tears became the sea`s
Mary Jo, I have not forgotten you; the man who betrayed
you., is dead too; they gave him a send-off, and the famous
came to his wake; did they think of you?
Your parents were paid off not to...
Mary Jo, where are you now? Dusty bones in a cemetery?
A dashing man drove you through the night, over a bridge
that wasn’t there, into the water, and then you were alone
breathing, through pockets of air in the car, waiting for
him to rescue you. Did you hear steps on the pebbly road
as he was running away? And your tears became the sea`s
Mary Jo, I have not forgotten you; the man who betrayed
you., is dead too; they gave him a send-off, and the famous
came to his wake; did they think of you?
Your parents were paid off not to...
#dark
#motivational
#honesty
#misunderstood
#tolerance
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PaleSkies
Poem Published
10th Mar 2023 4:20pm
10th Mar 2023 4:20pm
Listening To Yoga Speak
Blue tea in nature's fermentation
with a cooing of the dawn's doves
sweet tea harmonizing the oolong
wrapped in petticoats ripening
with a silence of God's nectar
its woody-tasting honey
in a mist-fragrant philosophy
of a praying winged Tibetan
from the gong of mystical creation
discovering a mindful peace
oolong of the morning breath
in meditation listening to the Yoga
with a cooing of the dawn's doves
sweet tea harmonizing the oolong
wrapped in petticoats ripening
with a silence of God's nectar
its woody-tasting honey
in a mist-fragrant philosophy
of a praying winged Tibetan
from the gong of mystical creation
discovering a mindful peace
oolong of the morning breath
in meditation listening to the Yoga
#kindness
#peace
#honesty #philosophical
#honesty #philosophical
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SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
5th Mar 2023 9:16pm
5th Mar 2023 9:16pm
Straight Talk Live (The Beginning Of A Crumbling Society)
Who is really fighting this war is in question by some, not all. It appears this unorthodox third war is involving American against Russia or China against America. Ukraine is just the pawn in these dirty games of politics.
China or Russia is not allies with NATO, and as it speaks, they are converging with several other countries, excluding America.
China is working diligently to bring that purpose to life their new money systems will exclude American for commence.
I asked that introduction question in lieu of some strange occurrences in the name of politics I...
China or Russia is not allies with NATO, and as it speaks, they are converging with several other countries, excluding America.
China is working diligently to bring that purpose to life their new money systems will exclude American for commence.
I asked that introduction question in lieu of some strange occurrences in the name of politics I...
#politics
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
#philosophical
#MentalHealth
506 reads
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Joari_Joestar
J0J0
J0J0
Poem Published
5th Mar 2023 9:56am
5th Mar 2023 9:56am
Vagabond
My broken sad heart.
Nothing cheers him up.
Wishing to help him,
I told him to stop crying.
And he answered me.
“ I suffer for her”
“And without her love”
“I am just a vagabond”
My heart is a vagabond in this world.
Maybe he’ll find his love.
My heart is a vagabond with no route.
He won’t stop until he finds the one he loves.
My broken sad heart.
I tried explaining to him.
That in the game of love,
Sometimes you lose.
My heart is a vagabond in this world
Maybe he’ll find his love.
My heart is a...
Nothing cheers him up.
Wishing to help him,
I told him to stop crying.
And he answered me.
“ I suffer for her”
“And without her love”
“I am just a vagabond”
My heart is a vagabond in this world.
Maybe he’ll find his love.
My heart is a vagabond with no route.
He won’t stop until he finds the one he loves.
My broken sad heart.
I tried explaining to him.
That in the game of love,
Sometimes you lose.
My heart is a vagabond in this world
Maybe he’ll find his love.
My heart is a...
#honesty
#ForbiddenLove
#crush
#LookingForLove
#obsession
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